Still, that odour will fade once the cushion has been buffed a few times by the CinnaTummy! Cannamon doesn't know why the hoomin servant thought it belonged to her, but it is definitely Cinnamon's cushion now! Hoomins should stick to making pancake and pumpkin for Her Royal Highness. Oh, and printing T-shirts to broadcast her disapproval.

You just chin that bed of yours, Cinny, and get that nasty hoomin smell off it. Sheesh, some hoomins think they OWN the place. It's hard to decide; should you punish the hoomins for trying to take your bed, or should you exercise your Royal Prerogative and excuse this indiscretion? Hmmmm, we fear we know what you are going to decide.

Ha!! This is SO true... Hoyle finds zippers irresistible. His favourite game is to make a dash for the laptop power chord and while I scramble to secure it out of reach, he sharks in and nabs the case.